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motormaiden:

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“Right, it’s much better to meet you, Shirley.” He narrowed his eyes as he smirked more. He really couldn’t see what she was talking about, but he did like her. That much was true.

She found him quite different from the other guys who flirted with her. There was a strong possibility she would be good friends with him a few days…or a few hours at best. That was just the starting point of it all. “I bet you do more than just flirt,” she smiled.

“I bet I do too.” He put his hands in his pockets, leaving his thumbs out as he looked at her more. “Question is, do you?”

Her eyes glanced down at his body for a moment, not bothering to comment before looking back to him. “I guess it all depends on my mood,” she smirked. “I never had much experience at the dating game.”

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motormaiden:

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She smiled a little at the compliment while introducing herself. “I’m Shirley Wang. What’s your name, oh intelligent and gorgeous one?” She placed a hand on her hip, making herself a little more relaxed while standing.

“Gorgeous, huh? You sure you aren’t talking to yourself?” He smirked. Now she hadto be pulling his leg. Not lying, oh no, but poor Kestrel just never learned to trust instantly. ”You can just call me Bob Phillips.”

She smirked, holding in a small laugh in reply. “I’m certain of it. Either way, it’s nice to meet you, Bob Phillips.”

“Right, it’s much better to meet you, Shirley.” He narrowed his eyes as he smirked more. He really couldn’t see what she was talking about, but he did like her. That much was true.

She found him quite different from the other guys who flirted with her. There was a strong possibility she would be good friends with him a few days…or a few hours at best. That was just the starting point of it all. “I bet you do more than just flirt,” she smiled.

kestrelkeeper:

motormaiden:

She smiled a little at the compliment while introducing herself. “I’m Shirley Wang. What’s your name, oh intelligent and gorgeous one?” She placed a hand on her hip, making herself a little more relaxed while standing.

“Gorgeous, huh? You sure you aren’t talking to yourself?” He smirked. Now she hadto be pulling his leg. Not lying, oh no, but poor Kestrel just never learned to trust instantly. ”You can just call me Bob Phillips.”

She smirked, holding in a small laugh in reply. “I’m certain of it. Either way, it’s nice to meet you, Bob Phillips.”

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motormaiden:

When he leaned closer, she didn’t phase a single bit, even when he admitted that he was some sort of “devil”. Why would she? Perhaps it had a lot to do with her experiences in dealing with cocky individuals. “We’ve only met each other for a few minutes and you believe that I’m some trickster,” she responded. “Not all women are that way. Also, this ‘chickadee’ has a name.”

“Then the chickadee should give it.” He chuckled. “I believe you’re a hell of a vixen, very cunning.” As he spoke, he moved back a little out of habit as his eyes wandered down.

She smiled a little at the compliment while introducing herself. “I’m Shirley Wang. What’s your name, oh intelligent and gorgeous one?” She placed a hand on her hip, making herself a little more relaxed while standing.

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motormaiden:

“That was a slightly above average song,” she answered with an honest and straight face. “Besides, I think it’s quite unfair of you to make such an assumption about me. I could say the same about you, no matter how much of a heartthrob you are with the ladies.”

Heartthrob. That got his attention, made him raise a brow. Did she really think that or was she messing with his head. He shrugged lightly. “I’m the sneakiest devil of all men you’d meet, true enough.” So sneaky that he’s stolen all the ladies hearts; They just didn’t know it. “So, chickadee… How have I been unfair to you?” He walked a little closer, and leaned forwards slightly, so that he could look her in the eyes.

When he leaned closer, she didn’t phase a single bit, even when he admitted that he was some sort of “devil”. Why would she? Perhaps it had a lot to do with her experiences in dealing with cocky individuals. “We’ve only met each other for a few minutes and you believe that I’m some trickster,” she responded. “Not all women are that way. Also, this ‘chickadee’ has a name.”

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He gave a short laugh. “Now, don’t try to trick me. You know the answer to that, chickadee.” He’d made no pretenses not to dislike her, why should he lie? He also knew how women were, so why would he fall into that trap? No, he was smarter than that.

“Why would I want to trick you?” she chuckled at his words. “It’s an innocent question.” She maintains eye contact, finding him interesting in a lot of ways. It was easy to tell that he had been around, as in being more seasoned with life than she was.

“Women are sneaky that way.” He shrugged with a smirk. “You know the song, devils in disguise.” Hot sexy devils, with a wonderful body.

“That was a slightly above average song,” she answered with an honest and straight face. “Besides, I think it’s quite unfair of you to make such an assumption about me. I could say the same about you, no matter how much of a heartthrob you are with the ladies.”

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motormaiden:

This wasn’t the first time Shirley was greeted by a guy in that sort of way. Her dark eyes observed the man examining her looks. “If I were to guess in the form of a question, do you like what you see?” she inquired.

He gave a short laugh. “Now, don’t try to trick me. You know the answer to that, chickadee.” He’d made no pretenses not to dislike her, why should he lie? He also knew how women were, so why would he fall into that trap? No, he was smarter than that.

“Why would I want to trick you?” she chuckled at his words. “It’s an innocent question.” She maintains eye contact, finding him interesting in a lot of ways. It was easy to tell that he had been around, as in being more seasoned with life than she was.

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motormaiden:

“Hello there, new follower,” the raven-haired biker greets the new person normally.

“He-llo.” He said, looking her over with a smirk. The chick was hot, and asian, and hot. That was very good in his eyes. Oh yes indeed.

This wasn’t the first time Shirley was greeted by a guy in that sort of way. Her dark eyes observed the man examining her looks. “If I were to guess in the form of a question, do you like what you see?” she inquired.

“And a nice hello to you too!”

“Hello there, new follower,” the raven-haired biker greets the new person normally.